(Be sure to have a little snack with you because this is a long one.)

(Recap because... it has been A WHILE.... you can skip if not needed) Error loses a game of poker and now needs to pull a prank on Blue and his crew even though he really doesn't want to. After being caught crying in the woods by an also upset Ink, he gets invited to Blues cook-off and Errors friends thinks that's the perfect time to mess with them. Now we're here.

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Error's P.O.V

The plan is ready and we'll be there in less than 5 minutes... THE PLAN IS READY AND WE'LL BE THERE IN LESS THEN FIVE MINUTES.

I'm fucked, I can't do this. Ink would be pissed if I did something like this. Not to mention all his friends are there too. Well uh... "friends" but still.

Blue will be furious and then he'll hate me more which means if we ever wanted to tell them that we're dating it will be a repeat of last time!

Oh god, there's that too! Is Ink even gay here? Was Ink ever gay?... Would he even want to date me? He could turn me down and it's not like I could convince him otherwise because this isn't my world! I could end up all alone again. Even worse I could end up dead this time.

But all that would be worth it...

I look up at the house in the distance that we're heading to.

If I could get him back.

Cross comes walking up to me and hangs his arm around me, putting his whole body weight on me.

"You ready for this?" The wicked smile on his face makes me even more scared then I was before.

The rest of the guys continue to laugh and shove each other around like we're a gaggle of drunkies. Cross slaps my chest and gives me a gross cackle, joining the others laughter.

We made it.

The others push me to the front, wanting me to knock on the door. I hesitantly raise my hand up to the door, just realizing how uncomfortable I am. I turn back to the others and see their confidence radiating off of them.

"Don't be a pussy" Nightmare speaks up and that's the last push I need to put this plan into action. Here we go.

Once I bang my fist against the door I hear a squeaky overexcited voice yell from the inside "oh yay! Your guests are here!"

A much calmer but quick spoken voice pipes up "cool, okay- Don't worry I'll get it!" Then quick footsteps to the door.

The door opens at a normal pace and the one and only Ink stands there, relieved once he saw us.

"Ah perfect," he mumbles. He leans against the door frame, a smirk as evil as Crosses on his lips. I prefer it on Ink. Kind of cute. "I knew I could count on you" He turns to me specifically, looking at me for a while before checking out the others. The excited look in his eye makes my heart skip a beat... well you know... if I had one.

He looks over his shoulder into the house, giving it a little check. He then signals us to come inside with a nod of his head. "Well, come in, make your self at home" he walks into the house, hands outstretched, motioning towards everything.

Nightmare steps forward and gives me a hardy slap on the back. "I like him" he points at Ink and then leads the way into the house.

"Oh Blue~" Ink calls in a singsong like voice "come say hi to the guests," he says in the fakest positive voice I've ever heard it makes me question if Ink should have been put on our team.

Blue comes running out of the kitchen with dream trailing behind him. He excitedly opens his mouth to say something, the spark in his eye immediately fades once he gets a good look at us.

"Hey- oh..." Blue stares at us like he's face to face with a couple of murders... uh never mind.

We stand in silence as Blue tries to say something but nothing seems to be coming out. His mouth just keeps opening and closing like a fish. It's nightmare who chooses to speak up first. He confidently struts in front of all of us. Acting like he's the leader or something. Ha, yeah right.

"Hey Blue~" Nightmares voice had the same sickeningly sweet tone to it. I can practically see Blues fear radiating off him. I wonder if he thinks we're going to kill him. I think the little shit is going to piss himself if we keep this up.

"Oh hey, Nightmare!" Dream finally enters the room and is quick to greet his brother.

Nightmares cocky attitude is gone immediately and he's soon to be back by my side, practically hiding behind me.

"You didn't tell me he'd be here." He whispers harshly at me, his face almost as frightened as Blue. All I can do is give him a shrug.

"This is great! I haven't seen you in forever! We're going to have so much fun!" Dream begins walking closer to his brother and the other refuse to go anywhere near the yellow smiling baby man. NOW he looks as frightened as Blue.

"Hey uh Ink," Blue finally tears his eyes away from us. "Can I talk to you for a second"

"Na, I'm good- well okay" Blue ignores Ink and grabs him anyway, whipping the cocky smirk off his face. He pulls him as far away as he can. Which is really just to the corner of the room.

Blue is quick to start yelling with broad hand gestures. It's pretty easy to see that Ink isn't listening. Just staring past him. He rolls and looks at me, a dead expression on his face. I give him a smile.

"I'm surprised you came! Didn't think you'd want to do something so quote on quote 'lame'" Dream starts speaking up again, trying to do anything to get near his brother. He laughs when saying the word 'lame', as if confused how anything like this could be boring.

"Not the word I'd use, but whatever floats your boat" Nightmare mumbles from behind me. "What's the quickest way out of here?" he whispers to me.

"A fresh start is always nice" The amount of dread on Nightmares face is almost comical.

Dream keeps walking closer with opened arms and Nightmare is practically hissing at him to try and get him away.

"DID SOMEBODY SAY FRESH!?" We all immediately turn towards the door to see Fresh kicking it open with his foot and shouting from the top of his lungs. I'm mid-eye roll when I hear everybody around me whoop and holler.

"Fresh!" Everyone- and I mean EVERYONE- cheers Fresh's name in excitement. Blue even stops yelling at Ink to join in with the other excited skeletons. I stand and watch as everybody walks over to him with wide arms ready to in brace the short sk8er dude. Even Nightmare! Who I have vague memories of him close to killing the dude just because he was breathing.

"What a surprise! I didn't think you were actually coming!" Blue said in excitement, partially jumping onto Fresh.

"Bro? How could I miss it?" He finishes hugging and patting everyone on the back and begins walking towards me with outstretched arms. I tense up knowing what's coming next. I take a look around at everyone who's now watching Fresh come near me, soft smiles on all there faces.

Shit shit shit shit shit shit shi- what do I do?!

Time feels like it's slowly stopping as he approaches me. I should just bite the bullet and let him hug me. I shouldn't be such a pussy.

We're about an inch away from each other when I stick my hand out to stop him. His chest hits my hand and everyone around us gives me a weird look.

Damn it! Oh god... Think of something brain!

I give out a small laugh that sounds more nervous then cheerful "Oh sorry uh got a cold........ dude?... Wouldn't want to get you sick" I let out more nervous chuckles with a strained smile now on my face.

"Yo bro don't cha worry. Glad ya looking out for me. But you owe me double hugs when ya get better, homie" He gives me a hardy pat on the shoulder with some finger guns and is soon walking back over to Blue and Ink. Ink now giving me a peculiar look.

He walks over to me and stops, looking down at my still outstretched hand. I slowly pull it down.

"Did you seriously turn down a hug from Fresh? Never thought I'd see that." He gives me a confused smile. I feel like I'm about to have stroke hearing Ink say this.

God, what else is different here?

"Uh, wouldn't want to give him my cold." I add a little cough at the end of my sentence to make my statement more believable. Ink just grins and slowly nods his head.

"Ah, of course." he now crosses his arms and continues to stare at me. Not breaking eye contact which is now making me more nervous than before.

"W-what?" I finally cave, wanting to know why he's giving me such a knowing look.

He lets out a small laugh. "Wow, you're a bad lier. The all great and powerful destroyer of worlds can't tell mommy a little fib?" He gives me a sly smile before turning towards the gaggle of skeletons, who are now separated back into two groups. "Surprised he even believed it." he nods his head towards Fresh. "So why did you push him away?" he raises one of his non-existent eyebrows at me.

I let out a sigh. It's not like I can try lying again. "I don't like-"

"OMG WAIT THIS IS PERFECT!" We all turn towards Blue who is now screaming and jumping in excitement. "LET'S DO THIS IN TEAMS NOW THAT FRESH IS HERE!" He gets more excited as he looks at the now bigger group of people.

Nightmare turns to me with a cocky smile, knowing this will help the plan. "Yup that's perfect! Let's go Error-" I look towards Ink who is now way closer to me and is in the middle of putting his arm on my shoulder.

"Dibs on Error," he says nonchalantly, already waiting for someone else to choose their partner. I do my best not to move... or at least try not to make it obvious that I'm trying not to move. Trying to act like this little bit of touch isn't affecting me. Ink is the only person who was allowed to get even an arm's length to me but I haven't let someone near me in so long. I'm pretty sure this Error didn't care about touches so I got to try and be fine with it too... god I just want to scream!

I look over at him to see his relaxed smile, completely calm like this is just a simple action.

"What no you can't do that-" Nightmare try's arguing but is quickly cut off again but by Dream this time.

"Oh, fun! Nightmare let's team up then!" Nightmare quickly turns towards Cross and Dust for help. They walk closer to each other. Then turns to Blue and Fresh. They do the same. Nightmare immediately starts heading to the door without hesitation.

"Wait! Nightmare don't go! You'll miss out on the prize!" Blue shrieks after him. It feels like a record scratch went through the room and stopped us in our last position. We slowly turn with confused smirks, which I can see slightly frightens Blue. I can also see a little upset pout on Inks face as he glares at the situation in front of him. He's quick to hide it though. Gone like it was never there. I'm lucky I even caught a glimpse of it. Don't know why it was there in the first place.

"Prize??" We all say skeptically, leaning closer to Blue. Looking for any signs of fibbing. Blues smile brightens alarmingly.

"Of course! The person who bakes the best-baked thing will get a gift at the end!" I'm pretty sure I lost brain cells listening to him say that. "Fresh and I's meal won't be in the competition though, so no need to worry! We won't make it too hard on ya guys!" He's practically vibrating because of excitement now. "Make what you want just have fun!...and uh... please no ruining the kitchen please... or anything you guys might have planed.." Blues last couple of words barely came out as a whisper but it was easy to hear the fear in it. Poor guy. Thinks we're going to ruin his fun get together with a dumb little p- yup okay never mind, that's exactly what we're doing.

"Let's go brahs! Get makin' and shakin'" Fresh smiles at us. God, I want to hit that dude.

I watch Dream pull Nightmare towards the kitchen with a little skip in his step. I can't help but laugh at the terrified look on Nightmares face as he's practically being dragged now. Is he- is- I think he's praying now? Honestly, I would too.

I turn to Ink with a smile. At least I didn't pull the short end of the straw with this deal. I watch him let out a sigh and turn towards me, startled that I was already staring at him. He gives me a weak smile though. "For a second I thought that my plan to invite you guys here wasn't getting to Blue." He smiles more and nods his head towards the kitchen, in a way of saying 'let's go'.

I make eye contact with cross and Dust before following Ink. Cross gives me a thumbs up well entering the kitchen. Don't know why. He uh just did. I continue to follow Ink in after that weird exchange.

I let Ink show me where one of the stations were supposed to be and he told me where all the important stuff is. I'm really glad he did all that because this is shockingly my first time actually at Blues place. It isn't any different than the other Blues place but I've never had a reason to go there in the first place. Well besides the time I crawled through a window and passed out behind the couch. But I don't think that counts.

Me and Ink look at the other skeletons get to work. Grabbing bowls, measuring flour, filling cups with water, stuff like that. I then realize I don't understand half that stuff. Shit.

"So uh... you know how to cook right?" I hopefully ask Ink. He gives me a face of disbelief and a loud scoff.

"What? Fuck no. But I do know where Blue keeps his books." He laughs a little well heading towards a certain cupboard. Blue using books? That's new. "What do you want to make anyway?" He asks rummaging through the stuff.

"Uh, cupcakes?" I suggest, relaxing against the counter. He turns his head towards me and squints. It's like he's thinking but it's easy to see its slightly a judgemental look. "Cupcake?" He smiles a little at that and loosens his squint.

"That works" he starts getting up, a book now in his hands. He pushes me from my chill position against the counter so he can use the space I was blocking. I feel a grin fold up on my mouth by the simple cocky action.

"Um so, a cake?" I smile more at him now pushing myself up onto the counter, hoping I don't get yelled at for this...

"No... still a cup. Less work, more fun. Plus cakes are for basic bitches so help me find a recipe." And so I did. After arguing a little over how there's no difference between vanilla and French vanilla, he sends me to get the stuff.

I walk past the rest of the gang and Nightmare goes out of his way to knock into me. He leans in close to me. "This better be worth it" he growls at me. I feel his hand stealthy slide it's way into my pocket and drop something into it. He continues walking forward like nothing and opens the fridge. I continue to the cupboard with my hands now in my pockets, feeling a plastic bag with a weird powdery substance in it. Trying to push what this might be to the back of my mind, I continue on my little mission.

Opening the cupboard, I grab what seems right and stuff with bake in its name. Hoping that seems right I just head back to Ink without a seconds thought.

I plop my handful down on the counter and well... we get started. We're both completely lost and start throwing stuff in a bowl that seems right. That's mostly it.

I slip the baggie out of my pocket to look at it. It's a simple white powder and I'm pretty sure this is for plan B. Last time I checked, plan A was poison so I'm probably going to have to go through with this. You know... since we're skeletons.

I plop it on the table nonchalantly, doing my best to act like it's part of the recipe. Ink continues to aggressively stir what batter we have.

"What's that?" He asks, slowing his mixing. Nodding towards the bag.

"Uh... a mystery powder?" I shrug. I'm not lying.

"Okay, cool, pour some in." He gives me a shrug back, turning the bowl towards me. Wow, he's making this easy. I do just that and pour it into the mix. "A little special spice" he kisses the tips of his fingers like a chef and then continues on mixing. I can't help but wrinkle my nose at how lame that was. Which he replies with a small shove and a little 'shut up'. He looks back at the book and then starts rummaging through the pile of stuff. He does a double take towards the item he now picked up and the book, "Baking powder and soda is the same thing, right?"

"Uh Yeah pretty sure" I shrug. Sounds correct.

"Cool" he puts some into the mix and that's pretty much how the rest of the night went. Besides little things like Ink turning too quick and his scarf landing in the icing or realizing we had more batter on us then in the bowl but it all turned out good in the end.

"Okay! Times up! Raise your hands!" Blue yells as we all stop with our finishing touches.

"Now raise the roof," Fresh says afterwards, pointing at all of us. I just stand and watch everybody do it with big smiles on there face. Jesus. I'm starting to get the creeps.

Ink ruffly jabs my arm to get me to join in.
I give in with an eye roll which I can hear him snicker at.

Now there are just a bunch of grown ass men silently raising the roof together.

"Lit" Fresh says finally putting his hands down.

"Time to judge the competition!" Blue shouts in enjoyment.

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Inks P.O.V

"Fresh and I shall be doing the tasting and judging, make sure you also-" Blue continues on explaining the rules that I already heard a million times before this.

I look over to Error who's now leaning against the counter with his hands in his pockets. The chill position completely contradicting to the glare he's sending Fresh's way. I can't help but smile at it. It's more of this little pouty look than the evil glare he probably thinks it is.

Honestly, hanging out with him has been fun. Even though I didn't completely ruin Blues thing like I was hoping I would, I still made him pouty and uncomfortable so it's enough of a win for me. Plus Error made it more bearable. The little things he did kept me entertained. Like I'm pretty sure he just straight up put cocaine into the batch and said nothing. And how he somehow had his hand on the burner for five minutes straight without realizing it. And then just said 'oh' after. He's great.

I look over at Blue who is now with Nightmare and Dream. They made a cake. Actually it kind of just looks like Dream made a cake. Nightmares pretty much sitting on the other side of the counter well Dreams next to it. It's yellow with star sprinkles on it and the insane amount of icing is just oozing off it. Nightmare didn't even touch that.

We all silently watch Blue and Fresh shove a fork full in their mouths. They burst out in smiles once it's in. "This is delicious!" Blue shouts in joy. Fresh nodding along to his statement. "You guys did fantastic!" Blue gushes some more over the cake well Fresh goes for more.

"Did you guys actually make this?" Fresh says through a mouth full of cake.

"I sure did!" Dream says proudly.

"WE" Nightmare quickly adds, a death stare now towards Dream. I skeptically look at the situation. Knew it.

I turn my attention to Error to see he has the exact same look. Scoffing a little at Nightmares stupidity. He notices my look and returns it with a smile and a shrug. I shrug back.

"That doesn't sound too convincing," Blue mumbles, looking between the two siblings. "If Nightmare didn't do anything then I'm going to have to disqualify you guys from the competition..." Blue pouts.

"What why!?" They both say. Which shocks me because for some reason Nightmare actually cares about this dumb competition? "I mean! No, yeah, totally he helped." Dream quick adds.

Blue sighs "This is a group project. You're supposed to work together. Nightmare didn't pull his weight and dragged the whole team down because of it. I'm sorry but you guys are now disqualified." I don't know what Blues saying but I can't help but laugh at the situation. A better chance for us I guess.

We then watch Blue put the whole fucking cake in the garbage and we just have to stand and watch. He simply turns around like he didn't just do that and ignores Dreams crushed face. Dream slowly looks at Nightmare, a face I can't quite figure out burning its way towards Nightmare. I have now seen everything. I turn my head away from the soon to be murder scene and watch Fresh eat the cake out of the trash.

"Okay Fresh! We got more to try!" Blue heads toward us with Fresh trailing behind him. I grab the uh.... cupcake? And bring it towards them. Errors still pretty distracted by the scene happening between the two siblings. Once I hit him he quickly looks towards me. Wrinkling his nose when he looks at the 'cupcake' in my hand. "Are you sure that's what we made?" he furrows his non-existent eyebrows at the sight of it. "You sure there's not another in the oven?" He smiled at me.

"Shut up. All that matters is that we tried" I shove him hard when he gives me a sappy smile. "Ew gross I think your soul is contagious" I rub the back of my hand on him like I'm trying to get something off it.

"Are you trying to say that it's OUR big mistake?" He put his hand over his 'heart'
and gives a puppy dog look. "Oh Ink, I'm glad yo-"

I start laughing at his stupidity and dumb little sap act. "God, would you shut up for once?" I say through chuckles. He smiles back and shoves me.

"Hey, guys! So what did you two mak-... oh..." Blue sentence trails off when he notices our 'cupcake'.

I can cook! I don't suck in the kitchen but... I don't bake. Blue usually does that. Error couldn't help with that so we shouldn't be blamed at how it's sorta lumpy and that we also didn't know we needed to wait for it to cool before putting the icing on, so that's why it's melting. And the paper is now getting stuck to the cake part but you can still eat it!

"Haha yeah..."Error sighs. "Welp here" Error smiles and grabs my wrist to move the cupcake more towards them. Fresh and Blue give each other a look before slowly bringing the forks towards it.

I look up to notice Nightmare frantically shaking his head towards Error. Doing the hand across the next action well pointing at Blue in Panic. Errors eyes widen at him and then at the two judges. He quickly yonks the silver wear away from them. "Uh actually!" He nervously laughs "our cupcake is more of a finger food so uh" Error shoots them nervous smiles and I've never noticed how much he is sweating.

"Uh yeah right. Here" I just put the cupcake in Blues hand and let him do what he wants with it. I give Error a look to see if I did the right thing. He gives me a thankful smile and sighs in relief. I'm not completely sure what's making him sigh and sweat but whatever.

Blue and Fresh grab a piece each and clink it together, linking arms and shoving the cupcake into there mouth.

Ha that's gay

I watch them immediately spit it out and cough.

Welp we tried.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Error P.O.V

Ah shit.

I watch the two sputter the crumbs out of there mouth and frantically wipe their mouths.

After a minute of that Blue try's to compose himself. Fresh is just dead.

"That was uh.... interesting! Something new! And I like the paper you chose!" It's easy to tell Blue is looking for anything positive to say. It's nice that he makes the effort though. "So good first effort" Ink just smiles with a light eye roll.

"That shits nasty dawg!" Fresh yells from the floor. "What wack stuff was in that?" Fresh doesn't get up from the floor.

Blue gives us a sympathetic smile and a thumbs up. We return the thumbs up.

"So what about us?" Cross yells from the other side of the kitchen. We all jump at his voice forgetting that they were also here.

"Uh right!" Blue jumps towards them, snatching the fork from my hand. "Watcha got," Blue says, quickly forgetting that he might have just got food poisoning a second ago.

Cross and Dust pull out a beautiful blueberry pie with a lattice crust on top. Its scent fills the room and I can pretty much taste it from here. Everybody in the rooms jaws drop at the sight of it. "W-whoa" Blue whispers. He reaches out his hand to take it like it's a newborn child. Cross and Dusts smug smiles grow.

Blue slowly walks over to the area of the floor where Fresh is laying. He kneels down to let fresh get some on his fork. Blue hesitating putting his fork in. Not wanting to ruin this masterpiece in front of him.

Okay, what the fuck? These two have never cooked for me in my life, and they've been hiding this talent this whole time? It can't just be a this world thing, Nightmare looks just as shocked as I am. 'The fuck?' Nightmare mouths at me.

They hesitantly put the pie to their mouths and the second they do they look like they're on cloud 9. They're both speechless well chewing, just staring off into the obis.

"Did they put molly in that or something??" Ink leans over to me shocked. "It's like they gave Blue crack or something" he whispers.

"Oh my..." Blue finally speaks, a giant smile stretches across his face and he's now bouncing up and down. "That is absolutely amazing!" He squeals. I cover my ears at the sound. "How did you guys do this! You guys must be naturals- I- I- I'm speechless!"

Fresh grabs the pie and pulls it to his body, now curling around it and sobbing as he scarfs it down. He's probably trying to wash ours out of his mouth.

"Well," Blue pauses looking around at everyone with a little laugh "I'd be lying if I said we didn't have a winner!" He jumps around a little and gives Dust and Cross a round of applause. Going up to them and grabbing there hands, raising them high.

I glance at Ink and we begin clapping too. We watch Dust and Cross take their little bows with their smug looks.

"So uh, what do they win?" Nightmare asks from the counter, leaning forward with curiosity and a shit-eating grin. I can't help but scoff at him.

"I'm glad you asked!" Blue turns to him somehow even more excited than before. We look around at each other, excited to find out what the purpose of us being here is. "Since Cross and Dust are the winners of the first ever annual cook-off!" Blue starts looking around at us.

"First? There's going to be more of these?" I hear Ink mumbles under his breath in distaste. I lean in closer to him in hopes of Blue not hearing me.

"You down to skip the next one?" I whisper to him with a smile. He slaps my chest in reply but I can still see the teasing smile on his lips.

"These wonderful boys get!" Blue holds what he's going to say even longer which I can see is testing Cross and Dusts last nerve. Inks just in another universe right now. "A hug!" He shouts now giggling with excitement, jumping from foot to foot not able to contain it.

He jumps over to them rapping his arms around them both. They don't move. Their faces are drained as they stare off into the distance. Kinda looks like their souls left there body's. We're all silent now. Just watching. "But also!" Blue starts ups again jumping back from them.

We all take sighs of reliefs and move our dropped jaws back. Oh Thank god. I was thinking for a second Blue was just going to leave us with something that lame.

"These two lucky winners will have the chance to cook with me again! Because you guys are now my new cooking buddies!" He squeaks some more and I can feel the blood running out of my ears.

Dust and Cross blink at him. "Excuse me what?" Cross blinks at him again.

"Well, that was the point of this whole thing!" Blue turns his head at them in confusion like a dog. I'm more focused on Inks snickering from beside me as he checks his nails though. "Did you not know that?"

"Um no! No. We didn't know that!" Dust says frantically looking between Cross and Blue.

"Hey uh, Blue?" Nightmare speaks up from the counter, trying to keep his expression as friendly as possible. "Is there like, Uh I don't know, a physical prize?" He leans in closer with a stretched smile across his face, acting like he's talking to a small child he's absolutely sick of.

"Uhhh," Blue thinks for a second before shoving his hands into his pockets and grabbing what he can. "Uuh a ball of lint and a nickel" he looks down at his hands then back up at Nightmare, waiting for a reaction. Fresh walks up and grabs the nickel. "Uh, a ball of lint." Blue corrects himself.

Ink begins to snicker from next to me and it starts to become more of a deep chuckle the more it keeps going. It's in its own way a cynical laugh but still a throaty laugh that he's unable to keep in. "Oh god," he sighs still laughing and now pretending to wipe a tear. He puts his hand on my shoulder pretending to keep himself upright. He's got everyone in the rooms attention now and lazily looks at them. He doesn't do anything when his laughter dies down, just stares back at our waiting faces. "What?" He chuckles some more, giving us a confused look that's getting ruined by that pretty smile of his. "Did you really think that Blue was going to have an actually good prize?" Ink throws his hand in Blues direction, making us all look at Blue and.... yeah he's right... Wow, we're dumb. Ink begins to rub his tired face with a sigh muttering "Morons" into his hands. His chuckles coming back soon after.

We all stand silently, letting this all set in. I probably should be a little upset that Ink just laughed at us but he's having fun so I'm not going to stop that. Not sure I can speak for the others though.

Nightmare groans loudly from the counter throwing his head back and covering it with his hands. He sighs in them and then finally speaks up with just "Fuck it." Nightmare gets up off the counter and begins stomping straight towards Ink and I. You can practically see the anger radiating off of him as he pushes past Blue and steps on Fresh, his glare only focusing on us. I began to stand up straighter, preparing myself for what he's gonna try to do. I watch Inks hands slide slowly of his face and see him also start to go into a more confident stance. Standing his ground with his face now stone cold. I don't like it as much as his smile...

Nightmare shoots his hand out towards me and grabs the fork- I completely forgot I was holding- from my hand. His gaze moving away from mine and towards Ink. Ink extends his hand out preparing himself for a fight, ready to get his brush. The room is filled with a thick tension, most of us not sure how to feel about what might happen next.

I now realize that Nightmares hasn't been glaring at us but past us. I turn to look behind us to see the cupcake sitting on the counter and- oh god.

"Nightmare don't you da-" I yell at him as he raises his hand and slams the metal fork into the cupcake surprising everyone. Immediately it does exactly what we planned it to... it explodes.

There's a quick bang noise and then it takes everyone a hot minute to realize what just happened. I wipe the paste off my eyes and began to look around the now covered kitchen. From the ceiling to even under the fridge the cupcake paste now is covering every spot in the kitchen, even the people. Somehow though, Ink is almost completely clean.

He looks down on himself and then up around the room, a sheepish grin starts growing and I think I felt my heart stop just looking at it. He somehow ended up being behind Nightmare and got completely blocked from any paste landing on him. Lucky would be an understatement.

"Error the fuck?!" Cross yells from across the room, flapping his arms in an attempt to get some of the stuff off. "How much did you put in there!?"

"Uuh," I look back on when I put the baggie in the mix. "All of it?" I give a weak smile with a shrug.

Dust rolls his eyes and groans. "Idiot"
he mutters, doing the same action as Cross.

"Wait? You did this?" Ink turns to me, one nonexistent eyebrow raised skeptically.

Is that judgment? Is that what judgment is? Am I being judged? Oh god. I don't know what's happing. Lie? Not lie. I'm bad at that. I can't be honest though!

"A-" I hear the drop of metal from behind me and then the sound of hands clapping. As I turn around to see what Nightmares doing I get a hardy slap on my back.

"Ha yup, all him" Nightmare smiles towards Ink. "let's go boys." Nightmare wave towards the rest of the gang to follow him, not even bothering to clean himself up like Dust and Cross.

"Fuck off Nightmare," Dust says following him out, Cross trailing behind. He throws his used cloth over towards Dream.

Ink looks around the room more, this smile that I have never seen before begins to inch his way onto his face. The absolute chaos that surrounds the room and the distraught Blue who looks dead seems to be bringing Ink...joy?

Ink turns to me and... wow. I can practically see the joy radiating off of him. His smile stretched as far as it can go and this certain glint in his eye that makes my breath stop.

Ink just laughs. He laughs loud and hard. Filling the room and getting rid of the tense energy immediately. Its been so long since I've heard that laugh. It's different from the last one. The last one was just like snickering amusement this one is so... real. I think my body's forgetting how to function looking at the wonderful site in front of me. I just stare in awe at his reaction.

"Error! This is insane!" He turns to me, bewilderment and shock on his face but it's ruined by more of his laughter coming in. He just laughs with no care as looks at me, around the room and a shaking Blue who hasn't moved for the past minute. "I can't believe you did this!" He shakes his head with laughter still pouring out of his mouth.

I couldn't stop myself. It's the most contagious thing I've ever heard. My body starts working on its own and I'm just laughing too. Laughing till it hurts.

It may ruin my tuff guy persona but I don't care. The room is covered head to toe in cupcake, Fresh looks like he's choking on some, Ink accidentally snorts and now we're in a much bigger fit of giggles then before and it's starting to hurt, Blues probably gonna kill me after this but I just don't care.

One of the worst things could happen to me right now and I don't think even that'll care.

I may be in absolute chaos right now but everything feels so perfect. This is all I can ask for.

And it's at this moment where I realize that maybe everything will be all right.

Everything's going to be alright.

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*frantically flips through book of excuses* yup I got nothing. Is an apology good enough? I obviously know that this took way to long to get out! And that's my fault! But it's out now! And that's what matters! And to apologize I made this chapter extra long for you guys so it's kind of like two chapters. But our story's Close to an end.
Probably like 5???? More chapters. So uh fingers crossed the next chapter doesn't take to long to get finished... hehe. Also, I hope this was good...

Something that should be known about this story and you SHOULD READ THIS! What Error did is incredibly rare. Almost impossible. You can jump worlds/universes all you like (by that we mean go places like the void or the world the party was at and stuff). But jumping to a completely different timeline that has its own people and worlds in it is again almost impossible. ALMOST. It's been said to be a myth and that's why Errors so confused and why no one from his timeline has come looking for him. They can't. So that's what we wanted to do with our story to add a bit more to it. If you have a question please ask.